F-Taste of Fresh Blood-N

XI

Charley had never been as energized and ready in his entirety of living despite his heart feeling like it wanted to stop. Of course he was psyching himself.

"Today is going to be so awesome." He pledged with a great amount of sarcasm to himself. He felt certain he was getting ready for his personal afterlife. This was his hell. Jerry the vampire.

He was carving up his own stakes, scraping aggressively his pocket knife against the wood while Jerry was preparing for his own little adventure.

The vampire took the girl down to the darkest part of his home after removing her from one of his cold reserved cells upstairs. That was the first thing he did when he got back from the club, was put her in one of them. He didn't waste his time biting her or feeding on her. That wasn't why he took her.

Even though he was incapable of it, for once the monster felt a little human again the more he obsessed with a human. He never knew himself able to grow a migraine over one simple person especially a kid. It was one of the reasons why he hated being human in the first place. He's lived a long time and simply grew to become fed up with the mortal's bullshit. In some way being a vampire was delightful. He's seen the drama humans cause. He's seen the overall chaos of what they are capable of. Even if he wanted it, wanting to be of flesh again, he wouldn't give up the animal he's become. Power was better than no power and well blood was better than no blood.

Sadly he was starting to realize having Charley was better than both.

"Let me go!" The girl was fighting and arguing back once she snapped out of the trance and he felt like beating her head against the wall and cracking her skull open just for the pleasure of seeing her dead.

Amy wasn't willing to go anywhere near the man, regardless of thinking he was the sexy neighbor, and frightened and equally stubborn out of her mind, he carried her the rest of the way where she continued to freely put up a fuss.

"Charley isn't going to save you from me." He voiced speaking softly.

"I said let me go!" Amy screamed and slammed at his back and shoulders the hardest she could with little balled up fists but of course knowing only little damage would come from it.

Jerry couldn't form a smile, faking that he wasn't annoyed. The vampire's instinct told him to kill her, bleed her dry and deal with her another day. Besides the more she complained the hungrier he became and if she didn't shut up that was one less person on his list.

"Charley's gonna stop you."

A feeble moan came from the vampire, totally out of his normally hard character and anyone, even his victims would have felt some sort of remorse for him. All he wanted was Charley. This whole thing was just for the boy. He would have never even bothered with Amy if she wasn't in the way of his and Charley's tongue tied blood feud even though it was more psychological than anything. The boy was his sheep and he was the wolf that came in the night and snatched him up. Even though every encounter they've shared were some small talk, threats and sex a little here and there, still no eating, no biting, just licking and taste testing. And that wasn't enough.

Jerry wandered off a bit in his ill at ease head and thought of what Charley thought of the sex. He seemed to enjoy it in all of his suffering and carping and my god did the boy have a voice on him. Charley was taking over and the more he thought of him the more infatuated he was becoming. Jerry had even forgotten about a few of his captured sufferers who have been rotting to hell in the cells because his focus has only been on Charley Brewster. He's been doing nothing with them, not even attempting to take blood, and all they can do now since his visits were scarce, is hope someone would come to them. The police, family, anybody. Even if it was the vampire himself, which wasn't likely, it was scarier to have no company at all.

"When Charley comes I will let you out." Jerry ripped off the lid of his coffin he had recently rested in, took the crying girl and dropped her in it. He locked her in and she continued to cry, mostly begging between sniffles. She panicked in the darkness and the vampire waited a couple of minutes to see if she would quiet down at all. She didn't. He kicked the side and angrily flung opened the lid glaring his heartless pair of eyes at her.

She pressed her lips firmly shut, teeth clamped down studying with widened eyes his fang hungry parasite take over. He hovered over the coffin, large teeth smiling, long nails curling, and red eyes as bright as fresh blood. "Amy?" his voice deepened in devilish passion.

It was the most terrifying thing she has ever witnessed aside from catching Ed masturbating one time in the school pool. She sucked in a breath, shivering like mad.

"If I can be patient, you can be patient. We are both here for the same heart and good things come to those who wait. Understood."

He smirked at the small quick nod she gave as he gradually turned back into his truly handsome outward appearance. Once she fell silent along with her heavy breathing and waterworks he backed slowly away from her in a patronizing pace, whistling darkly another song.


"Charley are you sure it's going to work, you know, your plan?"

The sun had been up, he and Charley left the hospital after vandalizing his mother's room with crosses, and then went to a pawn shop to find just the right weaponry for their beastly neighbor next door. They were low on cash and spent most of their money and were thinking if they didn't end up killing Jerry it was probably all for nothing.

They had stopped at a food place. The bright eyed teen stopped making his stakes at the table after the waiters and some customers were giving him funny looks as well as his bag of things that looked like kids his age shouldn't be around. He smiled and gave them a friendly wave and turned back to Ed. "I don't have any high hopes. But we have to try right?" Charley basked in.

"Jerry doesn't really seem like the type of guy to turn from the dark side you know?"

"He can't kill me Ed. He won't."

"Does the shark from Jaws sound familiar. Killer machine. Doesn't stop until everyone's dead. Ring a bell." Ed informed, a stupid look sweeping across his face as he looked for a reply in him. "I know I said that and after he and I talked, I don't think he's changing his mind about you." Evil hated to break the news but Jerry wanted him so bad it almost hurt to see how much he strived for Charley. It was a lot more problematic than just walking in and leaving with happy smiles.

Charley scoffed. "You two suddenly talk? What is he, Jerry the friendly neighbor now." Charley made his resentment clear and Ed caught on to the tinge of jealousy which confused him more about the vampire and his friend's relationship. He seemed to have struck a nerve.

Ed had already figured Jerry had some feeling towards Charley, he's seen some signs of affection, but seeing his friend act out like that towards his enemy, clearly desirous, was making him question if this was more than just a 'I want your blood' bond. If it was what Evil assumed it was, he'd thought he'd better keep his mouth shut. But then again only he would think of something so sick, wrong and deluded. It could have been Jerry just liking Charley, not actually digging on him. Oh shit what was he thinking…"Look it's not like it was an every day thing. Just that once, when he gave me back your stuff. He still had every intention of taking you."

Charley was thinking now, he's been using his head so much he was beginning to get a thinking cramp, if that was possible. He didn't want Ed to know that he didn't want to kill Jerry especially for the wrong reason, which was liking him.

"He said he still was planning on turning me right?"

"Yea. And?"

"The fact that he wants me is a good enough reason to believe that he will help us. Jerry wants my blood before the others get a chance to get it. It's a good plan. I can get him to help us stop them." Charley seemed moderately encouraged about the idea.

Ed didn't see where this was going. "Didn't we not just agree to killing him Brewster. Last night at the hospital? You have some horrible committing problems. Did you forget your life is at stake?"

"Stake? Funny." Charley rolled his eyes and sat back not feeling any support from his friend. "What do you suggest then?"

"Kill him, sneak in his house mid day, find his coffin and stake the shit out of him."

The waiter came with their plates and they became quiet about the conversation and thanked her before she left.

"Awesome I'm starving." Evil rubbed his hands together ready to grab a fork and knife and dig into his breakfast burrito and his friend wasn't looking upon him too kindly.

"I hope you can afford this, because I'm not paying."

"Oh my god, Brewster shut up and eat. I don't know why you're being such a lowlife dick bag."

"Incase you didn't know, Jerry still has Amy Ed. Excuse me for not having an appetite. Also I'm the one in deep shit here."

"I totally forgot." Ed replied sarcastically and it held no surprise.

"I'm serious. I don't know if she's dead, turned, whatever. Anything could be happening to her and you can't even care?" Charley was beginning to lift his voice, frustration apparent.

"Jesus Charley I know. So we will kill him. What makes you think he's going to change his mind? I will tell you what I've learned in school. You can't trust good looking people."

Before Charley opened his mouth he kept silent trying to organize his words. "Look Ed, Jerry is the only one who can help us. You think he would keep her alive after we go in there and try and kill him? Can you just trust me on this?"

"Trust a vampire?" To Ed it sounded ridiculous and in some measure he was right.

"Your Peter Vincent plan didn't work." Charley was one tough boy even for his scrawny figure. He would never let Jerry turn him first of all, even if his feelings were hidden for the beautiful animal along with his vile instincts. Even if the feelings blossomed to the surface somehow, he would still deny the bite. He didn't want to be turned. He just wanted Jerry. Without the demon.

"You gotta let this Peter Vincent thing go." Ed grunted and rubbed his temples. He looked as stressed as Charley which was weird considering the vampires' weren't after him.

Charley dropped is eyes really wanting to tell Ed what Nathaniel had told him about Jerry being in love with him but was afraid of what might be his friend's reaction. Besides he didn't speak up because he was still unsure if it was true or not. Again a vampire in love was unrealistic. A vampire in lust was another story.

"I can do this I just need to get close to him somehow?" he faintly suggested.

Ed dropped his hands to the table. "And how are you thinking about doing that?"

Charley pondered the minute the question ended. He was considering what the second time would feel like entering the cage of the man who owned an empty soul, free and reserved from love. Nothing was darker than a world without love and he questioned:

Would he finally give up or would he finally kill the vampire?

Trapped in his thoughts again Ed snapped his fingers in his face getting his attention back. Charley eyed him. He didn't feel the same way Ed felt. Charley knew he was going to enter the depressing house. Jerry would be waiting for him with Amy threatening to kill her if he didn't offer himself up. What then?

He glanced away from his friend and exhaled lightly looking out towards the window from their booth. "I don't really know to be honest."

"Damn. Our neighbor is so killer. You want a bite of my buscuit?"

"Fuck you Ed. Let's go." Charley left the booth, even though they just got their food, took his bag and headed out.

"Charley, who's paying for this!"


Jerry paced and paced across the dirt soil of the cellar watching closely the door. If he turned Charley then none of the others could have him but the bratty child was making it much harder by refusing him over and over again. So he had to act smart and took Amy incase this were to happen again. He felt his own adrenaline circling in his color drained veins and couldn't remain in one spot, until the pleasant scent of the boy entered into his home again. He could smell it from a distance, teasing his senses but as it got closer it became better. He paced more.


Untamed, animated noises and horny moaning coming from the sewers sounded throughout the underground. The werewolves were busy fucking human slaves that the vampires had so willingly captured and offered to them for their mannish hungry needs. It was the least they could do for the dogs. They did play servants well and it was a generous offering from the leader of the vampires himself.

The leader of the wolves was lost in ecstasy while most of his hunting wolves were on the prowl waiting for the perfect opportunity to snatch up the kid. Prometheus howled in erection as he had an entire bed full of women completely at his mercy as they willingly opened their legs for his cock to do way.

The slaves knew that they were monsters but it was better to serve than to die so they participated with every little order the vampires set them out with, sometimes used as decoys and sometimes they weren't so lucky. They were grungy, dirty, weak from torture and always naked. Just how the wolf dogs liked them. And once they were done with them, the vampires would take the young slaves back to their holding chambers. It was a normal routine. They were only given to the wolves however when the morning was ajar, so that they couldn't form into their parasite. But the wolves unturned were still as strong, hungry and vile as their hidden beast.

Nathaniel sighed an annoyed sigh after making way through the dark antiestablishment kicking at rats and stepping over sleeping men after they turned back human. He whiffed in the smell of sex, dead blood, in the damp moldy air and knew the beasts were content at work. It messed with his nostrils because vampires loathed dead blood or any bad blood.

"Prometheus, how are your treats fairing." The vampire asked coming into their sloppy quarters where some of Prometheus' men growled glaring at him ready to attack just incase he attempted something to their leader. They were shirtless working on things. Nathaniel noticed and just passed it off civilly.

"They know what they're doing." The leader claimed of the girls, as their sticky scent and sweat ran down his chest.

"Of course. They were once professional prostitutes; we pick them up from time to time." He answered.

"Gotta love Vegas."

Nathaniel watched as Prometheus drove in and out of the girl beneath him and as the other naked females kissed and slobbered at his stoned hard body. He cleared his throat finding his patience minimal. "I'm glad you're enjoying this but we don't send these girls without something in return."

Prometheus paid him no attention and went about his bed of women. Fucking every hole in them until he came. It was a strong orgasm before he removed his cock from her spent pussy and stabbed his teeth in the girl's spine after releasing his seed inside of her. The other girls scattered away quickly as the wolf let their friend's dead body bleed his bed red. He stood not caring for any type of immodesty and glared a smirk Nathaniel's way. "I'm assuming this is about Charley."

"Yes, I trust you've been keeping an eye on him. We've been keeping close eyes on Jerry. He's very determined about this boy." Nathaniel dismissed the mess and left the room with Prometheus to keep matters private once the wolf put on his holey jeans, washed the blood from his chest and followed the vampire out. "We would do it ourselves but he poses a bigger threat to us than he does to you."

"What is in it for us?" The wolf smiled coldly.

"I fear you don't trust Gabriel's promise to you." The blonde man sulked.

"Trusting a vampire is me deceiving my own men. How can you guys be so sure that Jerry isn't creating his own army? He doesn't just bite because he likes blood."

"You're wrong. He loves blood. He's a killer. Not a taker. Just like that of yourself. A wolf. Jerry is born from a powerful breed but even so he reserves himself from his own kind. He plays like a tiger, hunts alone. The only breed capable of that. The rest of us are like lions, we travel in packs it makes us stronger. However Jerry can't win just by himself. It doesn't help being solitary."

"We will get him when the night hits and Gabriel will have his one on one time with the boy."

"Of course but in order for that to be done you need to keep Jerry out of our fucking way."

"We can handle it."

"Great, don't end up like your buddy." Nathaniel smiled and turned to leave.

"I said I will handle it!" Prometheus gripped his arm and growled in his face and Nathaniel smirked as they stared each other down. "Now run along and try not to hit the sun."

"Prometheus I'm wearing sunblock, smart isnt it?"

The wolf scoffed. "You were watching Blade again."

Nathaniel winked. "It works. I can't complain." He then turend and left. "Tonight we expect to hear word."

"Fuck the word." Prometheus mumbled and called out for his second in command after charging back to his quarters snatching his shirt and jacket from his chair. "Crassus! I have a mission for you my friend."

"Where too sir." Crassus answered loading and locking his gun already on it.

"Keep an eye on the vampires as well as the boy."

"Are they up to something?"

"Vampires always are."

"Where do you go?"

"For a walk."

Crassus didn't believe him and just left on his orders.


Jerry was waiting still for his favorite boy comfortably leaning against the wall. He knew he was going to show up; it was just a matter of when.

He was humming to himself with less enthusiasm than a husband bored of his wife. Then turned slowly and smirked at Amy who was sitting huddled in a little corner in the basement. Water was in her eyes and he yawned as she sniffled away the last of her tears. "I haven't even touched you yet woman. If it makes you feel a little better this will be all over soon."

"Please, just let me go." She was shaking.

He growled in her face and she froze her anxiety again. " That's too easy. Keep in mind the more whining I hear from you, the more I grow upset...Good." He turned away from her and continued to look towards the door.

It was a disturbing silence. She brought her knees up and hugging her legs Amy watched the vampire move slowly back to his original spot, watching intently the door. She wasn't dead yet so she thought maybe he would be less annoyed or her talking than her crying. "What do you want Charley for?"

"What every vampire wants." He answered insensitively.

"I'm not going to let you turn him. He won't either." She sat back glaring but still afraid. "I hope he kills you."

"Really." He turned to her laughing lividly eyes going pure black. "You didn't believe your boyfriend calling him a joke?" he came and got to one knee in front of her as if her calling her boyfriend that made him mad. He grabbed her aggressively but more in despise and hate and took her cheeks pinching the skin with his finger tips. "Incompetent little girl." He grew a smirk, shaking his head with a damned glare. He whispered through her hair. The touch from him started up her frantic breathing again. "Next time someone tells you there's a vampire next door. Believe them."

He suddenly didn't believe her worth it and grew his fangs to kill her until he heard what he wanted.

"Jerry!" Charley kicked open the door and ran into the unlocked house prepared with anger and weapons to finally take out the vampire. Jerry had gone way too far in capturing Amy. The last thing he wanted was to allow Amy to get hurt and now she was in danger because of him. Ed came in behind him being quiet letting Charley blow off all his steam. Wherever it came from.

Charley stomped over to the house windows and started breaking them letting whatever light from the sun to shine through. "Jerry, where are you! You prick!"

"Damn Chuck Norris what's up? Don't call him any names Charley. I really want to live the remainder of my life." Ed replied looking around the house, his crossbow high and on guard. "I never been in here, it's kinda nice. I mean not anymore now that he has no more windows."

Jerry stood quickly with a gigantic smug smile on his evil face and shoved Amy's face from his hand when he unclenched her jaw. "Is that my Charley?" He sniffed up the air sensing the teenager from above him. "You hear that girl. It's your guy coming for you. Perfect timing. You just got lucky."

"Jerry!" The vampire could hear the voice clear now and it was clouded in rage. Amy got excited now hearing her boyfriend and whispered his name not thinking he would ever come.

"Aw and he's angry. Just the way I like it."

Ed and Charley checked the entire home accept the basement.

"He's down here." Charley said while Ed handed him a flashlight. Charley turned it on aiming the light down the stairs and Evil followed him into the dark scary cellar. If they didn't know what haunting silence sounded like before, they were definitely hearing it now. The downstairs was hollow, still in the makings and covered in dirt, dust, grime, skulls, ashes, you name it. The last time Charley was down there it was darker than it was now.

Ed started to cough because of the massive dirt piles everywhere. "Ah shit my asthma is kicking in."

"Shh." Charley hushed him. "He's in there."

The two moved cautiously through the shadowy unoccupied area towards the door where the vampire most likely was holding Amy, at the end of Jerry's burial chamber. They came within five feet before the door and Charley looked to Ed for encouragement and comfort and Evil nodded taking a hopeful breath. Charley swallowed, turned back to the door, took quick breaths himself then kicked it open, crossbow raised and ready to fire. "Jerry!"

Ed charging in right behind.

It was quiet as a grave but to their surprise the vampire was tolerantly staring at them. Not hiding to scare or scaring to hide. Just there, shirt open, stomach exposed, holding Amy close, with a grip of her hair wrapped in his solid slim fingers.

Jerry smiled at the cross bow aimed at him. "Hey. Nice of you to drop in Charley and friend Ed. Amy and I were just ending a very important discussion. Like how thick and exquisite the taste of her will be when I rip her neck from the rest of her body. Welcome to fright night. For real... Hmm that really doesn't work because it's day."

"Charley!" Amy cried out.

"No. Let her go!" Charley immediately lowered the weapon. "Jerry, just you and me leave her out of this." He didn't expect to loose his confidence that quick but Jerry looked dead serious.

"What is this I'm hearing Charley? If I heard you correct I thought you just told me to let her go." Jerry scraped his nail across Amy's neck leaving her a little cut. She sucked in her breath as she felt the death claw at her throat. Her eyes grew in fear as she stared her boyfriend's way. Jerry had on his 'I don't give a fuck' grin, a pleasurable one at that, but then it sunk quickly his stare made from the purest of evil. "She would fill my stomach. I have a huge appetite and man is she worth it. Pretty little thing. No wonder he loves you so much."

"Please she has nothing to do with this. You said that I would have to kill you if I wanted you to stop and here I am ready, just you and me. No one else. Just leave her. She has nothing to do with us."

"That was a good night." The vampire answered ignoring the rest of the part.

Charley felt his stomach churning, his fingers stinging. He didn't know if that night brought them further apart or closer. Jerry touched him, forced him onto the couch, let him taste his blood, let him kiss him and rub his aching cock releasing it of pain and loneliness. What that meant and why it was rewinding all the time in his head, he did not know. "You and me Jerry!" he yelled pulling back up his weapon angry at the thoughts and how it made him feel. The feeling was good. But dangerous.

Jerry licked his blood sinking lips, shoved Amy from his grasp and to the ground. "Fine Charley, we will do it your way. I'm up for anything."

Charley nodded lightly towards him almost thanking him and told Ed to get Amy out of the room and upstairs. Ed did as told. He went over to Amy watching Jerry carefully incase he suddenly turned to attack, helped her up and left the room. Jerry watched the two closely and Amy was a bit doubtful of leaving Charley by himself.

"Just go Amy, I'll be fine. Go. Ed, take her and go."

"Don't eat any of my apples while you're up there other than that help yourself to whatever it is that you want. Because what I want I'm looking right at." His words were persuasive as he smiled widely at Charley.

Ed gave Charley one last look before dragging Amy up the stairs.

Charley blinked twice stepping a foot closer to the vampire weapon ready. He turned behind him to make sure his friends were gone and quickly back to Jerry. He swallowed simmering in what was going to be the outcome. "Okay Jerry. I'm ready?"

The vampire held up a finger. He then strolled smoothly towards the door, closed it. "Wouldn't want your friends to hear all the noise." He spread his arms welcoming the fight. "Other than that I'm ready."

Charley held tightly onto the cross bow. He slid another foot forward.

Jerry watched the boy with a pressuring charisma. "Remember this room Charley? This is where you got your first very manly kiss, I'll tell ya, it was seasoned. And tasteful. You wanna do it again?"

"I'm not here for talk, let's get this over with." Charley interrupted fiercely after feeling uncomfortable.

"You're going to lose." Jerry answered, showing pity for the boy. He was only human.

"I'm gonna try." He mustered in the courage he had.

"If it's what you want, then have at me. I'm all yours. But do you have the guts? After everything I've done for you? Saved you from a bad, bad wolf Charley, how careless you are."

"From a human you shouldn't expect as much, right Jerry."

"Charley what are you saying?" the man tilted his head appearing sad while gazing dark eyes upon the kid, which came across more antagonizing than honest.

"You only saved me to serve your own appetite." The boy sounded angry and didn't realize that his feelings for the vampire were that strong that he would care that much.

"From a vampire you should expect as much. I'm glad you're catching on though. I was starting to think you weren't getting it."

"So I am nothing but food to you?" The boy almost sounded empty but he had to ask it because he needed to know.

Jerry motioned carelessly with his shoulders. "Yea. I'm afraid so."

Back to feeling even more worthless, Charley tried to get rid of the feelings he should have never had for someone who didn't return it. He had high hopes with Jerry believing words from Nathaniel, that the vampire held some type of feeling for him, but now he knew that wasn't true. He looked at Jerry's patronizing smile, that damn gorgeous ugly smile, and realized he was only his puppet.

This turned the boy almost heartless and Charley pulled the trigger to the crossbow with no hesitation, the only thing running in his mind was to kill Jerry. And Jerry stood there unmoving waiting for the piece of lead to direct his way. He caught it once it whipped through the air towards his chest and broke it crumbling it into tiny pieces and letting it spill from his hand.

He gave the boy a stern stare and began to circle him. "You weren't aiming for the heart. I thought I told you where it was located."

"I know where it's at!" he was purposely pissing Charley off having a soft spot for the rage that came from him. In frankness it turned him on greatly.

Jerry cocked his head and slowly paced toward the boy. "Charley put down the bow. It's not going to help you."

Charley glared at him, dropped the crossbow and quickly reached from the back of his pants whipping out a flare gun and shooting the ceiling right above Jerry, letting in sunlight and Jerry jumped back so quick eyes wide at the light as if he was going to start a heart attack soon. Charley shot more holes through it trapping Jerry between rays of sun and noticed quickly how terrified the vampire was of it. Jerry was breathing heavily and Charley squinted seeing it closer, a tear, a lonely tear come from the monster. This had him staring with concentration and interest, not believing his eyes at all.

Jerry looked at Charley then the light, sighed and glared at the rays for awhile trying to decide how to get by it. He was furious at Charley and stepped through the sun as quickly as possible so the less it would hurt. He screeched and cursed at the boy his vocal range going completely evil.

Charley then readied his stake and that made Jerry stop before approaching him. "I'm not scared of you."

"And now you have to get real close to use that? Give me your best shot."

He ran up to Jerry trying to stick him, reaching for his heart but Jerry reacted quicker, took Charley by the wrist, clenched tight making him drop the stake and lifted him from the ground. "Didn't your parents ever teach you any manners Charley? Well your mom must have tried. Sorry your dad was never around. Also sorry for putting her in the hospital. I don't know what came over me."

Charley frowned angrily and kneed Jerry in the stomach, but the man was hard as a rock.

"Ow! Fuck!" Charley thought he heard his knee cap shatter.

Jerry grinned and Charley ended up flying into the stone wall behind him. He hit the ground harder than he hit the wall and rolled to his stomach spitting out mucous.

"You won't last guy. I'm too fast for you. Stronger. Smarter."

"Fight me! Or are you scared." Charley yelled at him while managing to stand overlooking his back and shoulder pain.

"Okay." Jerry answered strutting to him. Charley shifted his feet and balled his fists and tried striking Jerry as quick as he could, it was good but the vampire moved swiftly but calmly, tripped him, took him by the ankle and flung him into another wall. The boy grunted and once he hit the ground again he bit his tongue in the process and the bloody redness flowed from his mouth. "I don't hear any bones breaking. If it's not rough it isn't fun right? Isn't that what you kids say these days."

Charley pushed himself to continue and amazingly hurried back to his feet and encouraged Jerry on. "Come on. Bitch." He spit blood to the ground and hissed at Jerry the way Jerry just hissed at the sun.

"Brave. I like it." The monster was scanning him. He had never seen anyone so alluring even though a complete fucking mess. He knew Charley was one of the freaks, he knew the kids darkest secrets and this made him in his eyes even more sexual.

Charley took a peek at the stake he had dropped, unaware that Jerry was mindfully watching his every move and sprinted to it. Two inches from it he was caught and felt strong arms wrap around him from behind swinging him away from the weapon. Jerry breathed up his neck and hair. "You smell so good."

"Let go of me Jerry!" The boy writhed and griped.

"You don't like this feeling Charley?"

Charley persisted to wiggle in his grasp. "I just don't like you."

"I remember one night, you seduced yourself fucking your own hand, as you watched me outside mowing the lawn late at night."

Charley grew instantly embarrassed and denying it. "That is not true. Let me go now and stop antagonizing me!" For some reason that was a lie and that minute he found much comfort thinking of the vampires tongue inside him. It almost put a relieved smile on his face, eyes closed and living in bliss and happiness when thinking of his neighbor.

"I've watched you fantasize and play dress ups all your life Charley. I've seen you been picked on and teased. It's a good, good thing. I like it." he whispered softly against him.

Charley tried to force the perverted thoughts from hs head.

The vampire rolled his finger over Charley's leaking head pulled his legs up and began grinding his ass with his tongue. He laid back letting the wetness calm him. Jerry worked his cock more and the boy came into his hand and demanding more, Jerry clenched harder letting the dick leak in sensation while eating the boy's small gaped anus.

It felt like a haunting memory and he shook it from his thoughts but it would always be desired. "Please stop." he asked sadly regretting ever being a freak.

Jerry let him go but the minute he did Charley turned and threw another fist actually landing a hit on his face but Jerry laughed and caught his tiny hand and pulled him into him. "I have a violent fetish kid. Don't turn me on during this hate feud. It's not very nice."

The boy tried punching him but Charley ended up on the ground again but after hitting another wall and he already felt his body swelling up and his muscles throbbing unforgiving and they weren't even at it this long. Jerry didn't let him get up this time, punched him to the ground and it was clear he was having fun beating on him. He surrounded the boy and kicked him hard at his ribs and Charley slid across the room. "It feels good doesn't it?" Jerry asked and he crept up slowly to Charley, teasing him while reaching at him and Charley hit his hand away.

Jerry ignored him wiping some of the precious blood from Charley's mouth and licking it from his hand. "We shouldn't let this go to waste."

Charley struck at him again. "Leave me alone."

"Aw." Jerry patronized him for a good while before he took him by his hair letting the boy whimper openly and slammed him up against the wall dragging him from his feet and positioning him still. "Why do you hate me so much today Charley. Because of Amy? I understand. A man has to take care of his own business but was she worth all this?"

Even Jerry was shocked when Charley had bitched slapped him across his pale face. "Fuck you." The boy snapped. His head was splitting madly and he couldn't even think straight. He was bleeding badly from his mouth and nose, couple of long gashes on his head and cuts elsewhere but he still wasn't going to give into the vampire. It took all his strength to get that one hit. He simply wasn't afraid of him anymore.

Jerry had just stared at him for awhile not believing the boy just slapped the shit out of him so he backhanded him as a gift in return and loved the cry he gave off.

Jerry dropped him to the ground again and Charley might as well have been walking in circles. He was breathing and coughing heavily while holding his stomach trying to catch some air in his lungs. He sat up hunched over and felt Jerry's hands at his neck. Right after that he suddenly felt a wetness running down his leg and cursed in his head after looking down and realized he had peed himself not even knowing it was coming and his eyes and feelings started to get teary when Jerry knelt before him chuckling. "I take it your father forgot how to potty train you before he left to eh? It happens Charley; it's alright, humans pee on themselves." Jerry spoke and stared at him with graveness but Charley was caught between too embarrassed and humiliated to look at him. Jerry gently rubbed his cheek.

"Hey," he said in a raspy whisper. "Look at me."

Charley's eyes met unwillingly with his and all he saw was blackness, nothing in them not even his own reflection.

"I'm not judging you. I know how you feel. I was a freak too once. I leaked on myself before. Yea a long time ago. When I was still a human. My dad was a scary man. I grew up hard as a Christian. I did my duties I was a good son. I prayed but that's how my mother raised me. Not my dad though and he hated it. He was born a sociopath, a despiser of things that made people happy."

Charley sniffled while glaring at him but the vampire just continued.

"One day he took my mother and carried her to the slaughter house right behind our home. He shouted out my name and told me I had to come see this. I stepped away from what I was doing and went thinking he had something for me, a present. I don't know why I thought that I just did. Then I heard my mother crying and screaming. He had her by the hair" The vampire stroked a strand of Charley's hair softly and the boy twitched at the touch but still looking into the emotionless man. "He tied her to a table that was already covered in pig blood. It stunk badly so I didn't even enter the house. I just stood curious at what he was going to do and you know what he did? He took a gutting hook Charley, jammed it into her neck at the ball of her throat" he explained while sliding the back of his hand now across Charley's pretty throat eyeing it with a desire for thirst "and slashed her head off."

Charley looked shocked eyes wide in disbelief and it wasn't helping that he was still trying not to breath so heavy.

"Why Charley do you ask? Because she let me take an apple from the basket ontop of the counter so that I could feed a dog without an owner that I came across every day on my way to and back from church. My dad brought me along to watch so that I would know the punishment if I were to do it again and all I remember after I saw her head roll by my feet was the warm wetness coming down my leg. I had no control of holding in it. I was scared Charley. I was scared that the little dog was going to die if it wasn't fed on time."

"Why are you telling me this?" Charley choked sadly disgusted, thinking there was no moral in the story.

"I'm telling you because I'm that little dog Charley and I need to be fed." Jerry rose slowly.

Charley fell forward coughing up more blood and stared at what came from inside him. "Nathaniel told me something about you that I didn't want to believe because I thought it wasn't possible."

Jerry gave his complete attention. "What would that be?"

"He told me that you were different than the rest." He started to cough some more but took hold of himself again. "That you could have feelings if you wanted to. Feelings for someone. Have you ever cared for anyone in your life?"

"I learned along time ago that the only feelings you should have is for yourself. I turned that same night; I ripped apart my dad, drank the rest of my mom's blood before it went bad and went to church and killed the dog. I needed it to survive."

Charley looked up at him, he was even more shocked than before but didn't show it as much. He forgot to question how the vampire aged if turned young. "So you only need me to survive?"

"Now you know. You are just like the others. A tasty human snack for my ever urging hunger. I only like people like you when you are alive with fresh blood ready for me to drink. Because you give me something I can't give myself and that's immortality." Jerry looked to the door after feeling time was wasting and turned his back to him looking at the sun light coming in through the holes Charley shot through the ceiling. Jerry seemed to be playing with the pinholes of rays scraping the light with his nail and letting it smoke up. "I try to control it Charley."

Charley glared and he wiped the wet blood mixed with his tears from his mouth and nose and got to his feet. Sneaking a match from his pocket he looked at the vampire and struck the match against his jeans lighting it up instantly.

Jerry heard the spark and turned Charley's way. He looked at the little fire pinched between Charley's fingers and smiled thinking it was too small of a flame to do him any harm. He foully smiled. "That's a small flame you got there?"

"It sucks Jerry because I really, really, wanted to believe Nathaniel."

Jerry frowned and Charley tossed the match towards the vampire's shoes. It didn't go out but continued to burn waving in the air. The vampire glanced curiously at the meaning and purpose of that and looked back up at Charley. "Really?"

"Yea really and no is still my answer bitch."

Charley threw a tube of some holy water at the vampire's eyes that he took out his pocket and Jerry went immediately crazy covering his face as it burned up. Charley took the stake he had dropped finally and clamped it tight in his fist. He looked at it then back at the vampire and while distracted Charley jumped at the vampire stabbing the stake directly where his heart was but moved away quick so that he didn't end up getting burned from the live flames when Jerry backed into the beaming sun razes and flared up in fire. The vampire leaped away faster than lighting shrieking in pain. Charley watched Jerry scurry into a corner trying to rip out the stake from his chest and trying to kill the fire in the process but the pain was overwhelming and louder crying he jumped to the ceiling.

For once Charley had the upper hand. Jerry was distracted from the fire. It turned him confused. And he lashed out at it trying to scratch and bite the flames. Charley watched him suffering having a difficult time to channel his feelings and listened and watched as the vampire cried out for him. Charley thought whether he should leave, shut the door behind him and let him burn. He deserved it and it would be one less evil he would have to deal with. But he couldn't let himself for some reason be that evil.

"Charley!" Jerry dropped from the ceiling and his claws stabbed deeply into the ground, his wings piercing out from his spine. The fire continued to swarm his body and he growled at the teen who was just watching him die in slow agony by the fire and by the stake. It was piercing already a piece of his heart just not deep enough yet.

The boy knew he didn't want Jerry dead and he watched the vampire as he kept changing from his human form to his demon form every time he attempted to remove the stake from his chest. He never meant to hurt Jerry. He never thought he would see the vampire fear something so much as the sun. He guessed they weren't really that immortal.

The vampire was struggling, flying and spazzing everywhere. He finally put himself out with enough flapping of his wings and straightening out his focusing again he quickly strived to gain his breath back sucking in deeply and falling, sprawling to the ground and turning on his back holding his heart, chest rising vigurously. He found himself looking up at Charley who was atop him hand at the stake ready to stab into his heart. All the boy had to do was push and the vampire would turn to dust. Jerry was completely at the human's mercy. The boy saw another tear roll down the pale cheek, the vampire probably didn't even know it was there and Charley finally believed that it wasn't a tear of pain but sadness.

"Don't cry Jerry." Charley took Jerry by the throat just like Jerry would do him. He then ran his hand slowly over the vampire's bleeding chest and leaned down onto him licking the tear away then letting his teeth sink into the vampire's neck. They were dull but he still drew blood. Jerry did not flinch or react in any way. Charley bit as hard as he could trying to impose pain on the vampire the way Jerry did to everyone else and in that case hoping Jerry would feel some remorse but the vampire didn't feel anything but the hand sliding down his stomach and pushing his shirt aside to expose his pale skin more. The mans chest was raising forcefully much to Charley's amusement and the boy peeked at the stake just sticking from his heart.

Then Jerry felt the fingers at his pants playing with the button and zipper and Charley slowly slipped his hand in his pants. Jerry hissed at him as he arched into the curious fingers stroking his cock. He was going slow almost like he was testing him to see what he would do, incase he didn't like it, he would stop but the vampire wasn't stopping him. Yet. Luckily the vampire only seemed curious with dark eyes. Charley dragged his blody mouth to the vampires cheek and stared at Jerry. The vampire was completely at his mercy as Charley attempted positioning between his legs. His hand left the vampires cock and carefully pulled at the stake removing it so that the vampire could heal himself but had eyes on him the whole time proving that he wasn't scared anymore.

"I like you jerry. I started to ask myself how much and then I came to the conclusion that I like you a whole lot and I want you to like me back."

Jerry looked angry at Charley but the boy didn't seem to care and lowered himself laying his lips slowly to Jerry's. The vampire snapped his fangs at him and Charley jumped back. Jerry was surely butt hurt about getting owned by a human but Charley knew that was all he was going to do and continued to ease interest back to the lips. Jerry wasn't going to hurt him and Charley gave a small peck on Jerry's cheek and from there cautiously made it to his pale lips. He was hissed at again and this time Charley only flinched a little but proceeded to make his move. He didn't know what he was doing but he was attracted and kissed him finally. And this time Jerry was getting a sweet taste of his own blood. He blinked at the boy and Charley gradually and slowly began to rotate and rock his hips as his groin caused friction against Jerry's lap. He flicked the beasts now red lips with his tongue and besides tasting his own blood painted at his tongue the vampire smelt the open cuts and blood in Charley's mouth and he hastily and greedily nipped at the boys lips, craving it all, kissing him for it. Distracted at the glorious taste he aggressively ate Charley's mouth taking in all the blood and letting his tongue glide across his open wounds.

Charley started to scrape his lap and covered cock harder against Jerry's and Jerry brought both his cold hands to the soft face of the boy. Charley accepted it as a request and his tongue becoming excited he kissed him back more eagerly this time. He let the stake slip from his hand as the vampire took all the blood he could from his mouth and dragged down and wetted his neck with a mix of both their blood and saliva. Quaking Charley had leaned forward biting and taking strings of Jerry's hair with his teeth as the vampire continued to lustfully suck his neck.

Time seemed unheard of as the two tried their hardest to make love the best way a human and animal could. Charley's swollen mouth began to throb and a sting of pain passed through and he pulled on Jerry's hair his teeth gritted shut while tugging. Jerry didn't seem to mind that Charley was eating his hair off and lifted the boys shirt, sliding the fabric from the skin, both slick violent hands at the boys sides. His tongue and bite at the boy's chest and stiff nipples had Charley moaning like a girl getting her clit sucked for a good weekend. Charley hurried, undid his own pants and in the spur-of-the-moment reached for Jerry's hand and guided it slowly to his own aching length. Jerry peeked down where his hand had met Charley's cock and smiled sweetly appealed at the alluring human creature. The teen tossed his head back his hands hooked at the older mans shoulder blades as he thrashed and grinded his warm dick against Jerry's hand.

He was like a filthy animal. Taking the vampires hands and holding them tight at his chest as he rode sadistically over the sleek hard cock. Cold hands upon his upper body and nipples, he inhaled deeply. His moans echoed at the mans neck when fingers slithered down his spine pushing his pants down to his ass and teased the hole.

"Oh god, uh!"

Jerry snatched up Charley and started kissing and gripping him picking him up securely from his back and shoulders while Charley wrapped his legs around the hips of the animal. Then Jerry laid him in his coffin easing his body on to his. They molested each others skin. There bodies becoming flaccid. The boy was slammed, his back connecting with the cold bottom of Jerry's real bed. They stared at eachother and the vampire forced his manhood into him. He thrusted once really hard then a second time and the boy arched up.

The vampire fucked him merciless.


Charley was smiling with Jerry behind him as he had the vampire's hand in his.

He was pulling Jerry gently while they moved slowly up the stairs. The vampire was staring weirdly at their hands entwined almost like it pissed him off when infact it was just unusual for him. "It's okay Jerry." Charley said tenderly. "Come on."

Jerry followed Charley up and when they met the door they released their hands quickly. Jerry stared at Charley and the boy opened the basement door.

He exited looking like he had a date with a garbage disposal and Amy hurried to him asking if he was alright. She grabbed his cheeks and then pulled him in for a hug. "Are you alright?"

He had a little smile, trying to hide it, but not doing it to well and told her that he was fine and shrugged lazily. "Yea I'm okay."

"You're bleeding badly."

"It's just a few cuts."

"Where's sharp tooth?" Ed asked leaping from the counter. "Is he dead?"

"Uh." Charley turned around at Jerry and Ed backed into the counter and Amy quickly pulled Charley and hid behind him when they saw Jerry come from the basement looking like a little stuck up bitch.

"Yea. I've been dead for awhile now." Jerry answered leaning against the door smiling there way. "I'm okay with it."

"What the fuck Charley?" Evil cursed pointing at the monster and getting ready his stake.

Charley quickly intervened. "No guys its okay he's with us now. He's fine. He can help us." He told them his hand out gesturing for them to cool it.

"You trust him?" Amy looked dumbstruck.

"Yea, I do."

"Charley this is crazy." Evil shook his head and when Jerry took just an inch closer to him Ed almost tripped. "Stay the fuck away from me Jerry."

"Jerry stop!" Charley ordered him and the vampire grinned.

"Yes sir." Jerry swayed by them both honestly doing anything Charley would ask of him.

"It's okay Amy, Ed he won't hurt any of us. He promised. Right Jerry. Tell them."

"Uh yea. Promise." He answered unconvincingly paying them no mind while looking around his messed up house.

Evil freaked out. "Did you see that goddamn look? He's going to massacre us."

"I'm agreeing with Ed here." Amy jumped in glaring at the back of Jerry and holding onto Charley even more incase Jerry were to capture her again.

"Yea, I'm positive." The boy nodded answering them directly.

"Okay group meeting. Without the bat." Ed dragged Charley and Amy far away from Jerry and into a corner in the kitchen. "What the fuck Charley, do you know what that is?"

"A vampire."

"Exactly one who kills people?"

"He's fine Ed."

"How can you be so sure?"

"Because I just know."

"He tried to kill me Charley and you're saying its fine." Amy budged in feeling underappreciated.

"Amy you're putting words into my mouth. He said he will help us stop the other vampires and wolves."

Ed glanced at Jerry to make sure the monster wasn't up to anything bad and quickly back to Charley. "Jerry isn't going to help stop this war Brewster because he's one of them. The first thing he's going to do is when we turn our backs he's going to snatch and feed."

"Charley this is completely insane." Amy scoffed.

"I know its sounds insane and that's why we're going to take him to Peter Vincent and prove to him that vampires are real so that we have a slayer who atleast knows all this on our side. Look I promise if he even tries to kill or bite one of us we'll kill him. Okay."

Jerry was moving around his house while the three were talking amongst themselves. He sighed irately already having a bad experience with the sun and he turned to them. "Hey. Who is going to fix these windows?" he sounded very irritated.

Ed gasped. "Oh my god he's angry."

"Charley please, please, please rethink this. As someone who knows nothing good can come from this please get rid of him now?" Amy pleaded staring into her boyfriend. "This isn't a good idea. Listen to me. He deserves to die."

Does he deserve to die? Charley looked passed Amy at Jerry who was in his own world hissing at the sun that was streaming in. Or does he deserve to be free from loneliness and despair? Charley asked himself. That's all Jerry was, a trapped soul. "Look I will talk to him. Everything will be okay I promise."

"He's a fucking vampire Charley!" Amy yelled at him her cheeks turning bright angry red.

Charley slowly spread his legs to give the vampire a better view of his cock and the vampire felt the organ while running playful fingers through the dark thick hair around it. Charley's muscles tensed as did his penis but his eyes remained defenseless and easy. The head was glistening with precum. He waited to see what would happen next and the vampire began to work him off while he fucked him roughly. Every vein in the boys body pulsing and heating. He wasn't used to sex at all, this would be his second time, so he didn't know if holding in his cries of pleasure or letting them out was normal. Jerry's cock was being swallowed whole as Charley writhed, begged feverishly and fucked down until there was no more seed to take, however vampires were dead so they couldn't produce seed so literally he'd be at it all day. Jerry pulled out letting Charley have a break but the boy didn't want it. He wanted to finish before Ed and Amy grew suspicious of there time.

"I need to cum." Charley cried desperate for more affection. "Jerry! he whined.

The vampire laughed genuinely for the first time hugging Charley closer and they rolled over, Jerry above Charley looking down at him. Charley landed more tender kisses on the mans face, mouth and throat and hugging the broader upper body of the man protectively. "You're such a brat Jerry." he uttered smiling, eyes closed almost lost in a daydream.

Charley looked at Amy now, again his mind seemed to be glossed over and shook his head. "Thanks for now believing me." He pushed passed her and went to speak to Jerry about their plans hoping to survive another night.


Extra long for you guys. Thanks everyone for your recent reviews and as always Amanda you're way ahead of me ^_^-Stranger